Now it is the wax moon, the Forbidden City is already covered in silver, and the afterglow of winter refuses to close the curtain and hangs on the golden roof of the drum tower. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhu Youxiao, who was wearing only a single coat, panted and ran by the red wall, and he didn't know how long he stopped running, and looked up at the drum tower, but at this time, the beads of sweat on his forehead fell on the bluestone slab that had just accumulated snow.

"Your Majesty, be careful of catching a cold."

Empress Zhang appeared out of nowhere, and the silk silk in her hand was about to wipe it for Zhu Youxiao, but she snatched Zhu Youxiao away: "It's not in the way, it's not cold." ”

Zhu Youxiao simply propped himself on the snow and did dozens of push-ups in a row.

If this is seen by the officials of the Ming Dynasty, they will definitely be surprised.

Because, everyone knows that since the Jiajing Dynasty, most of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty grew up in the inner garden of the deep palace, had a weak physique, were sick all the year round, and few paid attention to strengthening their bodies or even mastering martial arts.

But as a traveler, Zhu Youxiao knows the importance of a healthy body for a person's work and life.

Especially at a time when such a country may be in danger of overturning at any time, the more necessary it is for an emperor with strong physique and great courage.

Even one day, the emperor had to personally carry a sword into battle to show the majesty of the emperor.

After months of exercise, Zhu Youxiao also has some tendon meat, and his ability to resist cold is obviously improved a lot, even in this season of ice and breath, he is not afraid.

But he was not satisfied, and since he was almost assassinated by Azig that day, he decided to master a martial art, not to be brave, but at least to protect himself.

Now, with the eradication of the Eight Jin Merchants and Donglin Party officials, the two forces that posed the greatest threat to the imperial power in the country have been basically eliminated, and at the same time, the peasant uprising and the entry of the Houjin into the customs were a few years later.

Therefore, the current Ming Empire has rarely entered a period of temporary stability.

As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youxiao can finally rest, train his body well, and use this period of stability to consolidate the ruling foundation of the Ming Dynasty.

As long as there is no chaos within the Ming Dynasty, it is impossible for the Manchu Qing Dynasty to destroy the Ming Dynasty.

If you want to cause civil strife in the Ming Dynasty, the biggest possibility now is those displaced people scattered all over the country.

And the place where the most displaced people are now is Qindi.

It is absolutely not accidental that the two gangsters who wavered the most in later generations to the rule of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, both came from here.

Due to climate change and environmental degradation, today's 800 miles of Qinchuan is no longer a thousand miles of fertile wilderness, with the intensification of the climate of the Xiaoice River caused by the continuous drought, the displaced people there are no longer a force that can be despised for a while, just need a fire of rebellion, there will be hundreds of thousands of people rising up and becoming rogues, if the suppression is not effective, they will be like locusts to ravage the entire Daming rivers and mountains.

"How long has it been since you've been out of the palace?"

After bathing, Zhu Youxiao saw the queen Zhang Yan coming with a dragon robe, so he waved his hand and asked.

Zhang Yan was slightly stunned, and after looking out of the lattice window, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely: "The concubine doesn't remember." ”

"Go find a regular suit, let's go out of the palace today."

Zhu Youxiao suddenly came to say this.

"Your Majesty! This horror is inappropriate, Your Majesty is the king of a country, and the concubine is the mother of a country", although Zhang Yan is a woman from a civilian background, but she is also a queen who abides by the rules of etiquette and religion, she has always been virtuous and dignified, she saw that Zhu Youxiao was going to take her out of the palace, although she was overjoyed, but she still couldn't help but want to persuade a few words, after all, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty could not go out of the palace casually.

However, before Zhu Youxiao could finish speaking, he waved his hand and said: "There is no need to say it again, I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, not the city lord of the Forbidden City, how can I know the suffering of the people without leaving the palace, how can I see the appearance of those civil and military ministers in front of the people, besides, we are just going out on patrol in micro-service, and we will not disturb the people, let alone alarm the group of boring officials." ”

The seventh year of the Apocalypse, December, winter.

Zhu Youxiao, who had changed into a straight silk dress, finally walked out of the Forbidden City and touched the broader Ming Dynasty.

With him are also the queen Zhang Yan, who has also changed into ordinary people's clothes, and Wang Chengen, the master of ceremonies.

Of course, there are also the secret posts of the Jinyi Guard and the secret fan of the East Factory scattered everywhere.

Except for Wang Chengen, who still had a straight face, Zhu Youxiao and Zhang Yan both laughed naturally, took a deep breath, and felt a lot more comfortable all of a sudden.

"Your Majesty, where are we going?"

Zhang Yan has grown up on the edge of this imperial city since she was a child, and she is naturally familiar with the market life in the capital, but she is already the mother of a country, and she naturally does not dare to put on men's clothes and boldly follow the brothers around as she did when she was young.

Now that she is a wife, she naturally wants her husband to sing with her.

"Let's try the sugar gourd you've been dreaming of at the latest", Zhu Youxiao said and asked Wang Chengen to lead the way in front, the capital at this time was not the imperial capital of later generations, and Zhu Youxiao didn't know how to go.

Zhang Yan on the side smiled sweetly and shyly in her heart, she didn't expect that the words of her dream would be remembered by His Majesty.

Although it is the year of the Apocalypse, but the capital is still prosperous, and when Zhu Youxiao and others came to the crowded bazaar, it was already shoulder to shoulder, countless shouts and flags flying in front of the building, but also made Zhu Youxiao really feel the real life of the people in the Ming Dynasty.

Due to the fact that the war did not break out, and the emperor repeatedly reduced the taxes to the north, there is no scene of the end of the world in the capital today.

It's just that although there are many fragrant cars and BMWs and gorgeously dressed gentry on this bustling street, there are also many poor people with vegetables on their faces, kneeling on the ground, and selling their heads.

It can be imagined how serious the class division of the Ming Dynasty is, Zhu Youxiao does not dare to despise these people who sell themselves cheaply like other gentry, the only thing he can feel is fear, as long as one day, when these people can't even survive with their lives, maybe they will get rid of their lives.

"Uncle, please sell my daughter, the old woman is kowtowing to you here."

Zhu Youxiao looked at a skinny old woman leading a little girl who looked less than ten years old to kneel on the cold ground, and kept kowtowing to passers-by.

A man who looked like a large housekeeper came over and lifted the little girl's chin and picked it around, and finally said, "It's too thin, and I don't think I can do much work when I buy it back." ”

So saying, the butler walked away, but the little girl suddenly ran over and knelt before the butler: "Please, buy me, I can do a lot of work, I can cook on the fire, I can jump into the water and chop wood, I don't want my grandmother to starve to death." ”

The girl probably cried too much, but there were no tears, just there and swallowed.